Pa**alacqua - Dead Fish Eyes lyrics

[Hook: Mister] I don't know why they're looking at me I never met 'em but I'd swear we have beef Never tender never see the white teeth I don't know why they're looking at me [Verse 1: Mister] When you mix leafy greens with a set of crooked teeth Its likely that a bit of kale will get caught in between Or spinach, or possibly arugula First reason I'm thinking these goobers looking at me like I'm a minotaur But I suppose they think that I'm such a bore That they'd rather sit and pray I get replaced with some emo core Maybe a screamo-dork will be relief From this suit and tie wearing geek rhyming for them on the floor Really its rhyming at 'em They acting like they wanted Odd Future but got Rod Stewart and Bryan Adams With Sting singing to boot To say they're in a pot stupor is not an excuse ("I'm so high") The situation would improve if they didn't feel the need to grimace at my every move But that is simply what they do Dead Fish Eyes and ruffled brows are nothing new [Hook: Blaksmith] I don't know why they're looking at me I never met 'em but I'd swear we have beef Never tender never see the white teeth I don't know why they're looking at me [Verse 2: Blaksmith] I was at work, Secretary of State, minding my business Writing a verse, at two places at once, defying physics In my head I catch the holy ghost from something that I wrote But I keep it to myself and don't let anybody know I'm scribbling on the back of somebody's driver's application And to my imagination somebody's looking down my throat I'm wondering if this gentleman has asberger's disease Or does he think I should be flipping hamburger's with cheese Like an unsk**ed laborer, an affirmative action favor I need some litigation I call Sam Bern and the team for intimidation Because this guy is all up in my face Then little Dicky says "Well Brent I don't see the Case" Now I'm feeling out of place this social awkwardness could die With a headnod, or a 'hi', something refreshing: aqua mist Please fall back and hop off this before I go Prime Optimus Transform to beastmode with a cola smile and leak your confidence [Verse 3: Doc Waffles] Same old prom tuxedo…same old lonely gym Same old heaven spun metallurgy symposium Ashtrays were quickly stolen; the crab was imitation Ladies applied powder to trout mask replications We take breakfast pastries and lace them with bad d** So a pop tart into the toaster's like a toaster into the bathtub Blow exploding cinnamon filled bullets into your driest parts Steely eyed steer, water colory Wyeth carca** Eat cake with bayonettes to throats, gla** of sparkly croaking One last croquet then out through a gla** darkly coasting With the same ice cream went to the moon with astronauts My handicap scratch whether I'm nicotine patched or not Whether the man on my sweater is holding a polo mallet or not These cold cut combos keep me homeostatic as f** So grill me on the bus, I'm flashing back chicklets cause I'm baked That look like those good light brown m&m's that they used to make [Hook: Doc Waffles] Yo why you looking at me? Don't even know you but I'd swear we have beef Never tender never show no white teeth Yo why you looking at me?